Whiskey In The Jar
Traditional
INTRO: / 1 2 / 1 2 / [G] / [G]
As [G] I was going over the [Em] Cork and Kerry mountains
I [C] met with Captain Farrell and his [G] money he was counting
I [G] first produced my pistol and [Em] then produced my rapier
Saying [C] “Stand and deliver for you [G] are my bold deceiver”
CHORUS:
With your [D] ring dum-a do dun-a da <tap, tap, tap>
[G] Whack fol the daddy oh [C] Whack fol the daddy oh
There’s [G] ¯ whiskey [D] ¯ in the [G] jar [G]
He [G] counted out his money and it [Em] was a pretty penny
I [C] put it in my pocket and I [G] took it home to Jenny
She [G] sighed and she swore that [Em] never would she leave me
But the [C] devil take the women for they [G] never can be easy
CHORUS:
With your [D] ring dum-a do dun-a da <tap, tap, tap>
[G] Whack fol the daddy oh [C] Whack fol the daddy oh
There’s [G] ¯ whiskey [D] ¯ in the [G] jar [G]
I [G] went in to my chamber all [Em] for to take a slumber
I [C] dreamt of gold and jewels and for [G] sure it was no wonder
For [G] Jenny drew my charges and then [Em] filled them up with water
And she [C] sent for Captain Farrell to be [G] ready for the slaughter
CHORUS:
With your [D] ring dum-a do dun-a da <tap, tap, tap>
[G] Whack fol the daddy oh [C] Whack fol the daddy oh
There’s [G] ¯ whiskey [D] ¯ in the [G] jar [G]
’Twas [G] early in the morning be-[Em]fore I rose to travel
Up [C] crept a band of footmen and sure [G] with them Captain Farrell
I [G] then produced my pistol for she [Em] stole away my rapier
But I [C] couldn’t shoot the water so a [G] prisoner I was taken
CHORUS:
With your [D] ring dum-a do dun-a da <tap, tap, tap>
[G] Whack fol the daddy oh [C] Whack fol the daddy oh
There’s [G] ¯ whiskey [D] ¯ in the [G] jar [G]
If [G] anyone can help me it’s my [Em] brother in the army
If [C] I could learn his station be it [G] Cork or in Killarney
And [G] if he’d come and join me we’d go [Em] roving in Kilkenney
I [C] know he’d treat me fairer than me [G] darling sporting Jenny
CHORUS:
With your [D] ring dum-a do dun-a da <tap, tap, tap>
[G] Whack fol the daddy oh [C] Whack fol the daddy oh
There’s [G] ¯ whiskey [D] ¯ in the [G] jar [G]
There’s [G] some takes delight in the [Em] carriages and rollin’
And [C] some takes delight in the [G] Hurley or the Bollin’
But [G] I takes delight in the [Em] juice of the barley
And [C] courtin’ pretty maids in the [G] mornin’, oh so early
CHORUS:
With your [D] ring dum-a do dun-a da <tap, tap, tap>
[G] Whack fol the daddy oh [C] Whack fol the daddy oh
There’s [G] ¯ whiskey [D] ¯ in the [G] ¯ jar
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